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Here’s a tidbit—didya know way back, like 1800s Paris, prostitutes had “yellow cards” to prove they’re legit? Crazy, right? System’s changed, but that hustle? Still kickin’. Nowadays, it’s all sneaky—ads on sketchy sites, coded words like “roses” for cash. Blows my froggy mind! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ swamp tea, thinkin’—who’s makin’ these rules? Gets me mad, too—some jerk pimps treatin’ ‘em like trash. Ugh, boils my lil’ green blood!

Rev. Dr. David Anderson Hooker

The collected memoirs of a San Francisco sex worker, their effect on society at the time, and where they fit in today's world.

Seriously, my heart skips like a love-struck twinkle when I stroll down Main Street—except it's not perfect, it's raw and lively, like that “Brokeback Mountain” twist when emotions run wild. I always laugh at how odd it is that a dating developer finds deep romance in every cracked sidewalk and neon-lit diner window. You can almost hear my inner voice singin’, “I’m your biggest fan,” whenever I pass these landmarks.

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